The news of the King's decision spread through the palace like wildfire.
Before noon, every servant, guard, maid, noble, and court official had already heard one version of the story or another.
"The King has removed Arabella as his breeder."
Some whispered it behind closed doors while others discussed it openly in the palace gardens, convinced they already knew how the story would end.
To many of the older nobles, the news came as no surprise.
"It was bound to happen sooner or later."
"An F-Class fertility wolf can never become Queen."
"The kingdom needs heirs. Love alone cannot secure the throne."
Several elderly noblewomen sighed as they walked through the royal courtyard.
"Our king has sacrificed too much for this kingdom," one of them murmured. "He deserves children of his own. The Obsidian bloodline cannot end with him."
The others nodded in agreement.
